Song Lianheng was silent over there for a while, and he said again, "I didn't mean that."
"Of course, I know that Big Brother doesn't mean that! Don't worry, I will do it for you if you confess to me! I'm the PR manager of Wuzhou, what kind of trouble, what kind of man I have never seen before? !" Song Qiyue also smiled, she ridiculed all over the world.
"Okay." Song Lianheng responded and asked again, "When are you on a business trip, when do you plan to go back?"
"Just these few days."
"Tell me after the ticket is booked, and I will go home for a meal before going back." Song Lianheng almost ordered, and finally said, "Aunt Jun is thinking about you."
"Yes, brother." Song Qiyue promised.
...
On Thursday, in Shang Hong's conference room, representatives of the two companies were seated.
"Manager Song, this is one percentage point less in profit distribution. It's hard to explain from above." Manager Fang, the person in charge of the other party, tried to deal with it.
Song Qiyue sat opposite, and she smiled and said, "Manager Fang, the reserve price was originally stated in advance, and suddenly said that it would increase by one percentage point. I am also very embarrassed. We are all obeyed, and you know, if I can give it to you, of course I give it to you unconditionally, but now it’s difficult for me to do it."
"I should give you this one percentage point first. Later, when I went back, Mr. Tang didn't agree at first. I said left to right. I told him that the person in charge, Manager Fang, is highly efficient and honest. Safe, Shang Hong is also a very powerful company, and Mr. Tang only agreed."
"In fact, for the two companies, where is this one percentage point difference? I believe that the chairman has also taken the eyes of Manager Fang and knows that this is a long-term profitable project and will not look at the small profits in front of him."
Song Qiyue said without hurriedly, the boasting manager Fang was floating in the air.
Shao Fei lowered her head and raised her eyebrows. When did she contact Mr. Tang? It's the same as the truth...
Then, Song Qiyue turned around and said, "However, if Manager Fang is also embarrassed, and there is really no way to explain it, then I am afraid there is nothing wrong here."
"We have been in Haicheng for almost half a month, and Mr. Tang has urged us to go back." She smiled and raised her lips, her tone of regret, but her attitude was obvious.
If the talk fails, then we must give up and leave!
"Mr. Song, of course I understand your difficulties. We, Shanghong, of course have confidence in Wuzhou..." Manager Fang immediately retained the staff and said a good deal before finally saying, "In this case, then this project, Just set it down!"
"That's a percentage point of the reserve price?"
"Mr Tang thinks about Shang Hong so much, how can we care!"
"Manager Fang really has a vision, no wonder our President Tang always praises you!"
This time the contract was finalized, and the two parties signed it. After half a month of dealing with each other, the dust finally settled!
Song Qiyue handed the contract to Shao Fei, and Shao Fei took good care of it.
Manager Fang said again, "Manager Song, let us do the job tonight, let's relax and relax together."
"Then I will follow Manager Fang's arrangement."
Lan Kwai Fong in the night of Haicheng is very quiet and retro.
That clubhouse is located in a prosperous area, but it is quiet in the noisy area. It is indeed an entertainment club for rich people.
Song Qiyue and his party followed Manager Fang into the lobby, but they ran into the other group in front of them.
Several people in front of them have just arrived, so the lobby manager of Lan Kwai Fong is talking to them.
Only suddenly, Manager Fang spoke up, "Mr. Song!"
Song Qiyue looked over, and she saw Song Lianheng who was the head of the group, and another long figure beside him.
It was Mo Zhengyan who had spent the day with her the day before yesterday.
At this moment, these two men are standing together, one is cold and arrogant, and the other is graceful and precious. It is really remarkable, just like a model catwalk platform.